2018 Day One

I’m wondering how people party hearty and then GET UP EARLY!!!  I am NOT that person, there is about a 2 hr window in the middle of the day when I’m at my best.  But the dock has people on it, talking and being sociable.  I think that’s subversive behavior. If medical research is actually working on modifying our genetic makeup, we ought to get rid of the early-riser gene.  Or at the least, the PERKY early-riser gene.

We woke up slow and lazy and went to breakfast on the Delta King, an old paddle boat hotel/restaurant.  Sat in a lovely old dining room with lots of warm wood everywhere.


Delta King

We take our time and arrive back at Ms Maggie at about 11am.

ALL the boats are still there.  We are royally blocked in and are wondering what we’re gonna do, we really ought to leave by noon in order to make it back home at a decent hour on Tuesday (this is Monday).  We’re muttering to ourselves as we walk toward Christie who’s standing on the dock and, as we walk up, she asks when we’d like to leave assuring us that they’ll make it possible for us to get under way whenever we like.

We look at the many boats side-tied together and think, well, THAT will never happen 😉

But, we tell then we’d like to leave around noon and sure enough, they proved us wrong.  The guy next to us motors off and people gather at the swim steps at the sterns of the boats rafted together in front of us so they can walk our boat away from the dock and point us toward the river.  And, you know what, it worked just fine.


Hard to see but there are lots of bodies lending a hand to push our nose around toward the river.

We are under way just around noon!  Hard to believe.

There are many boaters out today, its a gorgeous sunny day and we see folks in wetsuits and a woman wakesurfing in a light blue tutu.

Passing boats in such disrepair is so sad.  I want to hear their stories.  Are they too expensive to scrap?  Is someone living onboard and has no funds for upkeep?


Why does this happen?

We had wanted to get a little further down the river before stopping but ended up in Walnut Grove.  Its an old historic town, so naturally we walk around it before it gets dark.


Sunset from Ms Maggie

Unfortunately, the public dock has no power or water so we are without heat tonight and have to rely on batteries for light.  We bundle up in all our sweaters and coats and hot-spot my phone to the laptop to watch The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel on Amazon.  Its pretty darn cold but our sleeping bags are warm and toasty.

Next morning we turned on the propane stove for coffee (and to warm up the cabin a bit, don’t tell anyone).  We have a hearty breakfast at Alma’s River Cafe, good food and prices.  We are on the road, er, river by 9am!

A good part of that route home was uncharted waters for us.  We’d not been down this way, which was the main reason we stopped in Walnut Grove, rather than motor down an unfamiliar place and get stuck somewhere after dark…so smart of us, right?


Low bridge ahead!



Look how smooth the water is!  This channel isn’t very wide nor widely traveled so we’re by ourselves most of the time, just letting the landscape pass us by.  Occasionally, we’ll see other life forms.


And what is it with all the boats half submerged?  Can they just not afford to get the boat out of the water?  Seems like a hazard to me!  Dangerous and stupid.




It took a long time to get anywhere because we shouldn’t go more than 5mph around these homes and they are more than you’d think scattered along the various rivers and channels



Swinging open

And these homes right on the river, no levee between them and the water…this green lawn running down to the water’s edge and shade trees, talk about a sweet summer vacation spot!





That’s a SLIDE!!!

Shortly after that we were on the home stretch , in familiar territory.  And then…20180102_091652.jpgits back to the grind of real life 😉



Its finally here!  The last day of this crazy 2017.

We have breakfast again at Steamers and I, again, have the best granola/yogurt/fruit combo EVER!

Then we clean up the boat for company and do some people-watching until Rick’s family arrives to spend the day.  We all walk to the boat and sit around for lunch-time snacking and talking for awhile and then we wander around the shops again and I end up buying the first present for next Christmas!  Its for you, Susan!  I also found a lovely and funky scarf for my sis-in-law’s birthday (which already happened so I’m not spilling any secrets here).


I can hardly believe I found a photo of the scarf on MorgueFile.com!  (hahaha)

Then its back to Ms Maggie for more snacking and chatting.  Some of the family takes off for better parties than we can offer 😉 and the rest of us go to dinner at Fat City.

People have begun to arrive for the fireworks, but it isn’t as crowded as we thought it might be.  Although, we’re headed down to the boat, so maybe it will get more crowded up there in the next hour or so.  We are very glad to find that there is Security keeping riff-raff from going down to the pier.


Keystone Kops

It could get insane if too many people squeezed onto the docks, they could easily fall into the water.

We set up chairs on the flybridge, where the best view is.  More and more boats have piled in around the docks to watch the show and there are even some boats anchored in the river.  Most of them have party lights!  Playing loud music!  What a fun environment!


All you can see of Ms Maggie is our mast!  4th row, far left.

Everyone is feeling positive and hopeful and looking forward to a new year…screw that old 2017!  2018 will be entirely fresh and we will all love one another and be kind to one another!


OK, but we can try, can’t we?

The fireworks were outstanding!  Pictures don’t do them justice, naturally, but this one of the firefall off the bridge is pretty close.

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We were crazy close to them and the ash was falling all over the place.  Big chunks of ash, like a giant was smoking a cigar and tapping the ash onto us.   Fascinating to be so close to where the fireworks were being set off.  Totally cool.

After the show, we go back inside the cabin and warm up a bit before the parental units and Rick’s sister, Ruth, drive home.


Rick’s Mom, sister Ruth, Dad, me!

After that, its still early – the fireworks go off at 9pm, not midnight, so we could go to the party on the neighboring boats , but…we are fuddyduddies.  We don’t much like making small-talk.  As we say every year, “maybe next year”.  Ha!  I know…we are ridiculous…or are we exactly like you…what did you do for NYE?